Fear is the Weapon

Fear is the weapon once used to torment my soul. It's a silent weapon much quieter than a blade yet it's as loud and horrendous as field artillery.

Fear is the weapon that had been injected into my blood by a man I once called a mentor. He wielded it like a club and brought it down on my head with the force strong enough to crush a thousand skulls.

Fear is the weapon that acts like a nuke. The blast and flames will dissipate but the polluted aftermath will NEVER disappear...

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